Sorry I've taken so long to write another chapter. I've just started school again and it's difficult to keep up. And since I've taken so long, I've decided to make it up to you guys and make this chapter longer… and maybe even give you a little bit of what your waiting for.
"Yohji gave Aya flowers?" The young blond questioned as he connected another wire to his laptop.
"Think so." The brunette answered.
"How do you know it was Yohji?" The blond questioned.
"When I knocked on Aya's door, Yohji came out instead. He told me he drooped something off, I saw the flowers on Aya's dresser." Ken stated.
"Were they pretty?" Omi asked quietly.
"What?" Ken turned to look at the young boy who had stopped working.
"I just never figured Yohji would give Aya flowers, Are you sure there from Yohji?" Omi said looking up at the soccer fan.
"I know what you mean. I didn't even know Yohji even liked Aya that way, yet alone love." Ken stated scratching is brown locks.
"Love?" Omi looked confused.
"The note said about Aya being the only person he's ever loved." Ken clarified.
Omi got up from the pile of wires and headed down the hall.
"Hey Omi, wait, where you going?" Ken asked but Omi had already gotten up and left.
Omi opened the door to Aya's room, quietly as if afraid to disturb someone, or something. Looking around the room he saw the flowers. Reading the note, he looked a little confused.
"Omi, we shouldn't be here. What if Aya comes back?" Ken said nervously not moving far from the door, just incase he needed to sprint out of the room, if he saw any sign of the red head.
"Ken, these aren't from Yohji." Omi stated ignoring Ken's warning.
"Then it might be from that boyfriend that Aya has." Ken said still looking around nervously.
"No, that's not possible." Omi said turning to look at the blond, that was still near the door way.
"Why not, who else would give Aya flowers?" Ken asked looking at the small blond who looked at the flowers contently.
"That's the thing, nobody did give Aya these flowers." Omi said fingering the small note.
"How do you know that?" Ken asked skeptically. "Anybody could have given them to him, I mean Aya isn't exactly bad to look at. Any body who walked by the shop, or seen Aya could have given it to him." Ken informed.
"I know nobody gave these to Aya, because this note was written by Aya, it's his handwriting." Omi said looking over at Ken.
Flashback
A little girl in a white dress, sat on a small brick ledge. She swung her legs back and forth and hummed to herself.
The day had started out sunny, with a small breeze. But now the dark clouds started to move in, and the sky that was once blue, were now turning gray.
He stood there staring at her before walking over to her and sitting down.
"Are you o.k.?" He asked softly.
She looked over at him and smiled brightly. But she never answered him, and she continued to hum.
He moved over to her before placing his head on her lap. His blood red hair contrasting with her white dress.
She looked down at for a minute, before she moved her hand to his soft hair and began to run her fingers through it.
Her hands felt soft, and comforting. So he let his eyes drift shut and just listened to her hum.
End flashback
"Where the hell could he be?" He asked out loud to himself.
His car roared as it turned in the next street. His eyes continued to roam through the crowds as he search for the red head.
"I know I screwed up, but…I thought Aya was built with a thicker hide then that. I didn't think that it would affect him so much." The blond said to himself. He ran a frustrated hand through his wavy blonde hair before reaching for his phone.
"Hey, have you heard anything?" He asked when he heard though soccer player answer the phone.
"Well, not yet. Omi's working on it." Ken answered.
"What? I've been gone for forty-five minutes." Yohji said annoyed.
"Well, for some reason a lot of the wires where pulled out, and knotted. So Omi and I have been trying to put everything back together since you left." Ken informed the blond.
"The kitten…." Yohji said unknowingly.
"What?" ken asked not hearing it clearly.
"Um, have you gone into Aya's room?" Yohji asked.
"Um, yeh." Ken answered.
"Did you see anything weird or anything that shouldn't be there." Yohji persisted.
"Well, weird is the understatement." Ken answered.
"Hey Yohji," another voice said.
"Oh, hey Omi." Yohji said with a sigh.
"You didn't have to snatch the phone." Yohji heard Ken say in the background.
"You didn't give Aya the flowers did you?" Omi asked.
"No, that boyfriend of his did." Yohji said bitterly.
"No, that's the thing. The note is written in Aya's handwriting." Omi said.
"What? Are you sure?" Yohji asked confused.
"Positive. I know Aya's handwriting." Omi stated.
"Why would Aya give flowers to himself?" Yohji asked.
"That's the thing, I don't think these are for him." Omi sighed.
"What are you talking about?" Yohji said pulling over, and stopping his car.
"I don't know yet. Manx said we should try looking into hospitals, so I'm trying to get my laptop, up and running again. When I do I'll see what I can find and contact you." Omi informed.
"O.k." Yohji said before hanging up.
"What is going on here? Aya has a cat, a boyfriend, and a secret?" Yohji placed his head on the steering wheel.
"And hopefully that kitten doesn't get himself into any trouble."
He walked into the empty room, and curiously looked around. There were clothes thrown on the floor, along with sheets and other things that didn't look familiar.
Turning his nose upward he sniffed around the room. It smelled of grass, trees, and rain.
He guessed this person, was definitely an outside person. He noticed glittering things up on a high shelf. He saw how they where different sizes, and all hall a little gold man kicking a gold ball. He wanted it. Walking to the shelf he tried in vain to climb up the wooden dressers, so instead he would find another way.
He moved pass the clothes and toward the bed. Jumping up, he hit something and fell back down. He shook his head from side to side before jumping up again. Then he saw what he had bumped into.
The object was white and black like he was, but it was round and didn't move when he poked at it. Doing it again he the ball moved forward, the gold trophies forgotten. He decided he would play with this, at least till he got bored.
"I know there a couple of hospitals around here." He stated to himself, pulling away from the curb and down the street.
"I'm so fucking confused." He stated to himself. "What is going on with him?"
"Hey, did you find anything?" Ken asked the blond.
"A whole bunch of people that aren't Aya. There have been no males fitting Aya's description being admitted at any of these hospitals." Omi said frustrated
"Don't get mad at yourself. Aya is an assassin, and if he doesn't want to be found, we're not gonna find him." Ken said sitting down next to Omi.
"That's the problem. We got a hint from Manx and I still don't know what I'm looking for. Why would Aya be in the hospital?" Omi began to work at his laptop. Typing in anything that came to mind, about Aya's whereabouts.
"We'll you know Manx is vague. I doubt if we contact her we'll get anywhere." Ken sighed.
"Flowers, hospitals…If those flowers are from Aya, and he's at a hospital, maybe he went to go see someone." Omi stated.
"Who would Aya be seeing?" Ken asked.
"How about that boyfriend of his?" Omi asked.
"Don't know.' Ken said truthfully.
"Wait I found a closed record at a hospital a couple of blocks from here." Omi interrupted.
"Closed record?" Ken asked turning to the open laptop.
"Yeh, and for a hospital file it's closed pretty tight." Omi said continuing to type away.
"BANG!"
"What the hell was that?" Omi asked jumping up from the laptop.
"I have no idea. I think it came from my room." Ken informed, moving toward Omi's door.
"Do you think it's Aya?" Omi asked hopefully.
"Why would Aya be in my room, and making so much noise?" Ken stated turning to look at the blond as they moved into the hallway.
They moved quietly toward Ken's bedroom and noticed his bedroom door open. Walking into his room, the first thing he saw was two of his trophies on the ground and his soccer ball on the other side of the room.
"Wonder who knocked this down?" He said walking over and picking them up.
He looked around his room again and noticed that his room looked messier then usual.
"Um, Ken?" Omi asked form the door.
"Yeah?" Ken said turning to look at Omi who was standing near the door.
"Nothing, forget it." Omi said.
"What is it?" Ken asked concerned.
"I've never been into your room." Omi said blushing.
"Well sorry about the mess." Ken stated walking toward Omi.
"It's o.k. I just pictured it differently.' Omi stated moving away from Ken's room.
"You've been picturing my room Omi?" Ken asked with a smirk.
"N-no, I mean I just always wondered." Omi said blushing even harder. He walked toward his bedroom again, Ken following behind with a smirk.
As the small blond settled down in front of his laptop, Ken noticed that the blush never faded.
"Excuse me?" He asked leaning over the counter, his blond hair damp from the rain.
"Yes, how can I help you?" A pretty girl, with long black hair, and blue eyes, asked as she walked closer to Yohji.
"Well, I'm actually looking for someone. I'm hoping you can help me." Yohji said placing his signature, sexy smirk.
"It depends." She said blushing. "I can't give you information on any patience."
"Actually, I'm not sure he's a patient or not." He said still smiling.
"So it's a he?" she asked.
"Yes he is, and I've been looking for him all day." He stated.
"Is he a friend or something?" She asked, running a hand through her hair.
"You could say that." Yohji said with a wink.
"Maybe if you describe him…" She informed.
"We'll his tall, and thin." Yohji commented.
"And?" She persuaded.
"He has the most gorgeous eyes. There Violet." He said picturing his eyes, in his mind.
"Violet?" She asked.
"And blood red hair."
"With eartails?" She asked.
"Pale skin… wait did you say with eartails?" He asked stopping his description.
"Yes, you just described a young man who comes here everyday." She said smiling.
"Everyday? Is he here now?" Yohji asked anxiously.
"I'm not sure, I didn't see him leave, but maybe I was at lunch." She said.
"Can you tell me where he is" Yohji asked .
"I'm not sure I should …" She began.
"Listen, I really need to talk to him, he's mad at me." Yohji said his smile working its charm.
"If you leave a message…' She began again.
"Please, I would really appreciate it and so would my boyfriend." Yohji smirked at her blush.
"I doubt he'll be able to stay mad at you with that smile." She sighed. "Down the hall to you left."
"Thank you." Yohji said, blessing her with one last smile before he headed down the hall.
Reaching the room he opened the door quietly and froze when he spotted Aya. He sat in a chair facing the small girl on the bed. His head resting on his folded arms and near her unmoving hand . He looked at the girl for a minute, her face peaceful as if she was sleeping.. She looked a little like Aya.
He moved quietly over to Aya and began to run a hand through is hair softly.
Flashback
"Hey Ran?' A little girls voice interrupted.
"Yeah, Aya?" He asked her.
"I don't like your hair." She stated.
His eyes shot open when the words left her mouth.
"What?" He asked, but he had not bothered to sit up. He couldn't, her hand continued to run through his hair softly.
"Your hair, I don't like it." She repeated again.
"Why, not?" He asked a little angry.
"Your hair is like a warning, to stop, and don't touch cause you'll get burned, or hurt." She said quietly.
"Then why are you running your hand through my hair right now?" he said quietly back to her.
"Because when I touch it, it's soft and nice. It's different then when I look at it. And besides, big brother you away purr like a cat when I do." She said laughing. "You remind me of Hiro."
She looked up toward the sky, and felt a small rain drop land on her face. The same rain drop had rolled down to her chin, before falling down onto Ran's cheek.
"It's starting to rain Aya." He said still not moving his head from her lap. "And you know I don't like rain."
"Fire never does." She said twining a strand of hair through her small hands.
"Fire huh, like my hair." He said looking up at her.
She smiled at him before she continued to hum.
End flashback
He shifted his head a little to accommodate that hand that was currently entwined in his hair.
He felt the light persistent strokes, that was causing his scalp to feel tingly. Just like Aya used to do.
As the thought crossed his mind he quickly sat up, only to be greeted with worried green eyes.
"Hey sleeping beauty." Yohji voice greeted.
Aya looked around the room and down at the girls emotionless body, then back at Yohji.
"W-what, the hell are you doing here?" Aya asked shocked.
"You've been gone for hours, we were worried." Yohji stated, brushing his hand through Aya's hair. Aya quickly moved away.
"Listen Aya, I wanted to apologize for what I said…" Yohji began.
"Get out." Aya said.
"Aya, I just want to talk." Yohji tried.
"Get out!" Aya said trying to control his voice. "You have no right to be here."
"I'm not leaving, Aya. I don't care if you yell or hit me but I'm not leaving." Yohji said moving closer to Aya.
"Yohji please, not here." Aya said softly.
Yohji looked into Aya's eyes before letting out a deep sigh. "Fine, but I'll be waiting for you outside." Yohji said before walking away.
Hearing his cell phone ring Yohji quickly picked up.
"Yohji?" A voice asked on the other line.
"Hey Omi." Yohji answered back.
"I think I know where Aya is." Omi stated.
"I know, I found him." Yohji stated.
"I found out he has a s…what? Did you say you found him?" Omi asked shocked.
"Yeah, found him at a hospital a couple of blocks from the shop. We should be home soon.' Yohji informed .
"I spent all this time connecting wires and trying to hack into files, and you found him?" Omi asked exasperatedly.
"I'll see you at home, Aya and me have to talk." Yohji said when he saw Aya walking out of the room.
Aya just walked by him and continued down the hall, Yohji following behind.
"Goodnight." Yohji stated to the nurse who had helped him earlier, before giving her a wink.
As he walked out of the hospital and around the corner, all of a sudden he was pushed up against the hard wall by a glaring red head, and in the rain.
"What the hell did you think you where doing in there?" Aya practically growled.
"I was worried, we all were. So I came out looking for you." Yohji said trying to shift a little.
"I'm a fucking assassin Yohji, I can take care of myself." Aya growled again.
"I know, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't worry. It was my fault that you left. I just wanted to make sure you were o.k." Yohji said looking into Aya's hard eyes.
"Why? I thought you said I had no feelings, that I wasn't human. So why would a couple of words you said affect me at all?" Aya challenged.
"Because I know I was wrong. I said all those things to hurt you." Yohji said trying to move away from the wall.
"Why?" Aya asked slamming him back.
"Because I want what I can't have. Because I want what's already taken." Yohji lifted his hand to Aya's cheek.
"Don't Yohji." Aya warned.
"I know, you and that Hiro guy…" Yohji began.
"There is no Hiro.' Aya stated letting Yohji go.
"What?" Yohji asked confused.
"There is no Hiro." Aya repeated.
"But, that night I heard you." Yohji argued.
Aya turned to look into Yohji's eyes.
"The kitten." Yohji said realizing. "You where talking to the kitten." Yohji stated again.
"But why did you tell me…"
"You wouldn't leave me alone." Aya interrupted. "So I thought if I said that I had a boyfriend you would. But all that did was make you into this jealous asshole."
"What about the kiss, and the kitchen table incident?" Yohji asked.
"Hiro was rubbing up on you at the kitchen table, I let you think it was me. I didn't want anybody to find out about him." Aya confessed.
"And the kiss?" Yohji asked.
"I found him in your from, I was trying to get him out before you woke up. I didn't know what to do, so to distract you, I kissed you." Aya said turning away from Yohji.
"Why?" For some reason Yohji's voice sounded sad.
"Because, I didn't want you to see that side of me." Aya stated.
"What the human side?" Yohji asked turning Aya around to face him. "Why is it so bad to be human once in a while? Why do you bury it so deep inside?"
"Why do you drink Yohji? Why do you have a different women in your bed every night? When you can tell me the ghost your running from every night, then I'll tell you mine." Aya stated about to walk away.
"Since we kissed Aya, I don't have to run from my ghost anymore." Yohji stated quietly.
"But it was all a mistake. I'm sorry."
"Yohji," Aya began.
"Tell me Aya, if you tell me I'll leave you alone for good." Yohji said pulling the red head into his arms. The rain still falling around them. "Just tell me you don't want me.'
Yohji leaned in closer to Aya.
"I …' Aya began.
So how did you like? Only one more chapter and it's over. I bet your dying to know what happens between Aya and Yohji? What happens to Hiro? And does Omi and Ken finally go on there date? If you want to know keep reading and reviewing. And I promise that I won't make you wait for the last chapter. Well till next time, bye.